“It was nice standing out in the darkness, in the damp grass, with spring coming on and a feeling in my heart of imminent disaster.”

“It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.”

“[On why criminals rob nice-looking houses] You come up on a house where the grass is this tall, and there's a dog chained to the clothesline, and a motor swinging in the tree, buddy, that's a house where a gun lives! And you want to find out what kind it is, just crawl through the window after dark.”

“Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light.”

“The breath coming out of your chest
Turns into a dark cloud
And stands like a wall
In front of your eyes”

“Reach out, it's a leap in the dark,
But there's no danger of falling.
Give out, give it straight from the heart,
You feel the thunder rolling…”

“The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave,
The deep damp vault, the darkness and the worm.”

“No shame in running,
fleeing disaster, even in pitch darkness.
Better to flee from death than feel its grip.”

“Now I'm going into darkness
trying to find my light
my heart is like an eclipse
every hour's midnight
Feel like time is running out
I need to break free
cos I'm going into darkness
and you're the only one who can't see”

“Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.”